so last night, I dreamed I was Britta, and that me and the rest of the gang (but mostly a perpetually confused/stoned!Jeff) were in this room that was like the one where I (August, not Britta) took the SAT, and it was all littered with papers and stuff, and there was a Dalek flickering in and out of existence, and it would grow stronger in our reality whenever Chang came to the door, but he was looking really dazed too, and I was the only one who had any sort of mental presence at the time and quickly figured out that Chang had some power over the multiple dimensions and that he was the key to either our destruction (if the Dalek actually materialized) or salvation (if we could figure out how to make it disappear) but everyone was so drugged up that I couldn’t figure out how to make anyone cooperate and so in true Britta fashion I tried to fend for myself